THE NEWYORKER Hearst is a witness. Judd Gray was until recently Harold Lloyd and still looks much like the comedian. King Edward is now the country doctor in the set calle4 "The Crisis," and Jesse J ames is now Julius Cæsar, dying on his bier. The Ridley corpse was for- merly General Robert E. Lee. They hustled the General out of his own death scene, bashed in his head, and affixed a large beard. We didn't de- tect all these substitutions ourself. Some were confessed to by the afore- mentioned lady. She was terribly rushed all spring and didn't have time to make new figures all around. Any- how, the Musée has always utiliz- ed old heads, arms, and other parts in making up new figures. The head of a hooded Russian lady in a cur- rent Siberian scene, for instance, origi- nally belonged to Voltaire in the Musée's long-ago Twenty-third Street da ys. N eigltborly M R. WARREN MARKS has a pent- house on East Fifty-seventh Street and this spring he got Blooming- dale's to plant a little garden on the terrace. One morning, Mr. Marks was sitting at breakfast, glancing over the top of his paper and tenderly contem- plating the little green shoots poking up through the earth, when the butler an- nounced someone from Blooming- dale's It was the man who had done the planting. He had got to the store that morning, looked out of a window, and observed that Mr. Marks' awning was too low. It was shutting the sun off the garden and it worried him. The sweet peas wouldn't do well. He had corne over, with an assistant, to raise the awning. Mid1Zig/tt Escort O N May 24, which we discovered too late was Friends of China Day, there was p oduced in town a Chinese opera called "Midnight Es- cort." We subsequently ran across a play hill giving the outline of the opera, and we have been kicking ourself al1 around the hlock for our failure to attend. We quote, to show what we missed: "CHU KONG YIN BEFORE HE BE- CAME EMPEROR, HE COMMITTED A MURDER AND being a refugee and in :"'.,::---:":',ß."''''- j l z ; / ...--.. .......-....N....... .: .... - '. ... ."t -:.-:.._,-,....,. .: .......,...,..,..;., ::: .-- . ,,-0:... ........ ..-;::"": ' 'i >1 " : , <: ." " ,:" " ,, / , ,, .' ........:-.... .::....:. .:. . .J'....:...::..::.... :::.' .. ..;.::;::::}::, ,:-)t, "..,:,:: ","":::,.. ,#*\ ,,<, t "a" . Lf:.; r:] " , ; , i , ! , , J , r , L " :,,,:-}: , :::::' : , ;:3' ::: ':'::':::- '.{ ).; r "'T.r" " __ =.=:i/..):',:'1 .:: . -: .::.,' ,'. :.'. - i--- :',' .: .' :: .:.' Lt i: ;0 ::.:: .=:.: \ i::::r:t%i:*:-: :;: :.:.:...: - , 'it", :' ..-,' --* , ," ... :::::.::.....:-:.:.:.-.:.:.:.:.:.:.: ..Jt?j . -.;,--:-" 1> ...:- \ / - M ,p, ,,:,, "I l h ! ( ( n "But Ed1JzunLl) if Mr. Mooney was acquitted and didn)t attack tfz:ese white g-irls) why is he still in prison?)) 9 hiding in Sum Ching Kim, a toaist temple monastery dungeon. "Ging Neon a hiress while travel- ling through the thicks of the moun- tanious region of Yun Koo and was seiged by bandits, after assassinated all of her escorts they imprisoned her in one of the dark cave of the monastery threatened her with violent death should she scream, after many hours of captivity and hunger, she suffers a severe cold and moans. "Chu Kong Yin overheard her occasional moaning and after a vile search of the spacious dungeon, finally carne to the cave where GING NEON was imprisoned. He gallantly tore down the iron door and released GING NEON. Chu for a time suspected his Uncle who was the monk of the monastery of immorality. GING NEON related her story of being overtaken by bandits while on her trip, which explanation satisfied Chu so plans of escape." Play jul M R. G. K. MURPHY, who is an official of the American Air- ways, suffered humiliation at the hands of one of his pilots the other day, as a result of a misunderstanding. As it is told to us, his home is at New Canaan, which is on the night air route taken by the New York-Boston planes. This is a coincidence, but Mr. Murphy was delighted when he first realized It. He would listen for the planes, and when- ever one passed over he would pull out his watch and see if it was on schedule. If it was and guests were about, he would remark that that showed you how reliable air travel is. He developed a little game. He would grab a flashlight and run out into the yard when he heard a plane and flash at it. The pilots got so they flashed back, with their landing lights, and a pleasant little rapprochement was es- tablished. Mr. Murphy used to take his guests out to see the signaling. Then, one night, he heard a plane and dashed out. He pressed his light madly, but nothing happened. It wouldn't work. So he just waved dis- consolately. He was much surprised to see the landing lights wink back anyway. That puzzled him, and the next day he got the pilot on the telephone and, talking cagily about one thing and another, asked him casually why he had flashed his lights over New Canaan the night before. The pilot laughed d 1 " 0 h " h O d " h ' ten er y. , e sal, t ere s a